I Did Not See
Wrapped up in my thoughts I did not see
The sunlight on the leaves,the russet tree.
I did not see the berries and the birds
Are they quiet, or is it I’ve not heard?
Far away yet not in reverie
No guide nor light appeared nor called to me
I smelled the damp green leaves I could not see
Entangled in the knots of wacky words
I lost my mind in wondering what you meant
In all those notes you never thought nor penned
The angst,the tortured ego off its throne
The knife that cuts, the breaking of the bones
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